I have always wondered if monkeys can swim. If they can swim, I wonder
if they race. If I were a monkey, I would learn the art
of swimming to be sure. Maybe start a monkey swimming Olympics where
monkeys from all over the world come together and compete in the spirit of goodwill. I imagine there would have to be a strict rule about no splashing. I would not wish to be the enforcer of such a rule.
Throughout time, a place of water has been the community center, a
place to refresh, reflect and play. The arroyo behind the barn is such a
place. The birds spend a lot of their time here. Doves, crows,
pheasants, ducks, blackbirds, hummingbirds, sparrows, roadrunners and
sometimes a hawk all come here to be. It is their sacred place. No monkey business.